MMLDU Chapter 65

After the night shoot, Pei Lang changed clothes. Lu Lu came over with a phone in hand. “Brother Lang, you’ve got a message.”

Pei Lang’s phone had a notification sound, but the message content and the sender’s name were hidden when the screen was locked.

Taking the phone, Pei Lang got into the car with Lu Lu and headed back to the hotel.

The only person who would be sending a message at this time was Yan Han. The message was simple: [According to your plan, you can watch the play tomorrow.]

The so-called plan was to bind Pei Ziqing and Yan Xiuyuan forever through marketing, making it impossible for them to separate. Pei Lang smiled slightly and replied, “You’ve worked hard.”

“Brother Lang, who are you chatting with?” Lu Lu rarely asked about Pei Lang’s personal matters. But lately, Pei Lang often blushed for no reason and spaced out from time to time. It seemed like something was going on.

“Drive your car well.” Even though Lu Lu couldn’t see, Pei Lang still covered his phone screen, speaking with a guilty tone.

“Oh~”

Pei Lang sighed as he stared at the phone, which still hadn’t received any new messages. Before, when he joined a set, he never thought about Yan Han. But ever since he learned what was in his heart, Pei Lang felt like something inside him had been broken and everything became chaotic.

What once seemed like a simple action or a casual phrase now, upon reflection, was filled with hints. Yan Han could do a wall slam, cook for him, and get upset when the food he made was fed to the dog, but didn’t force him to eat his dark cuisine. Instead, he had Aunt Lin prepare a meal to send over. His mood could change with a single song and he had helped him remove trending topics online multiple times.

Yan Han was a business mogul. Even though he had many talented people managing his company, he wasn’t idle enough to do these things just for fun.

His affection was like a child just learning to walk—tentative and stumbling.

He clearly wanted more but didn’t dare to say it outright. Instead, he used various excuses to get closer, from a room to a bed. This affection had completely unsettled Pei Lang’s heart, so much so that a few times, he almost couldn’t immerse himself fully in the scenes during filming.

“Lu Lu, I recently… I have a friend who encountered something. He accidentally discovered that his same-sex partner had a crush on him. This has been troubling him. Of course, it’s not that it disgusts him, he’s just troubled because he doesn’t know how to face it.” Pei Lang fabricated the story, and Lu Lu didn’t suspect anything. After thinking for a moment, he answered.

“I think your friend is actually concerned about the other person. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be troubled.”

Pei Lang hurriedly asked, “Why do you say that?”

“It’s simple. If he didn’t care about the other person, the solution would be easy. One: If the other person doesn’t confess, they can remain as just partners and pretend not to know. Two: If the other person does confess, then just reject them directly if you’re not interested. Why be troubled? They’re just partners, not childhood friends you fear losing if you refuse.” Lu Lu had a clear view of things. With a single sentence, he woke Pei Lang up. “Your friend emphasizes that he’s not disgusted by being liked by someone of the same sex, but his trouble is really just a form of avoidance. I suggest you tell him not to avoid it and risk missing the right person.”

“Uh, okay, I got it. I’ll tell him now.” Pei Lang seemed a bit flustered as he held his phone and pretended to send a message.

“By the way, Brother Lang, who is this friend you’re talking about? Do I know them?” Lu Lu, now feeling curious, asked. The car arrived at the hotel parking lot. After getting out, he opened the door for a distracted Pei Lang.

“You don’t know them, they’re outside the circle.” Pei Lang replied absently.

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After parting ways with Lu Lu and returning to their rooms, Pei Lang took a shower and changed into his pajamas. As he sat on the bed, he finally picked up his phone. Just then, Yan Han’s call came in. “Did you get to the hotel?”

“How did you know?” Pei Lang grabbed a bag of snacks and started tearing it open to eat.

“I called the director and he said you just finished shooting.” Yan Han’s voice seemed a bit more desolate than usual. “Is the drama wrapping up soon?”

“I probably have about half a month left. It’s so late, why aren’t you asleep?” Pei Lang asked, his tone a bit concerned.

“I can’t sleep. I just wanted to hear your voice.” Yan Han was more straightforward this time. Pei Lang’s heart skipped a beat, and then a wave of sympathy washed over him. His intuition told him that Yan Han was troubled, but how could he ask about it?

“Do you want me to sing for you?” Maybe singing a song would help lift his mood. It worked last time.

“No need, just a chat will do.” Pei Lang quietly listened, waiting for Yan Han’s next words. After a long pause, Yan Han asked, “What did you think when your family hurt you?”

“Family? hurt?” Pei Lang hadn’t really been hurt by his family. His strict father had forced him to study many things, but it was clear his father loved him. It took him a moment to realize that Yan Han was referring to the original owner. “In this day and age, who can’t survive without family? Just don’t treat them as family, right? Did Yan Xiuyuan bully you? Don’t mind him, he’s just a brainless idiot. After my shooting wraps up, I’ll help teach him a lesson, but… well, you’ll still have to wipe his ass.”

Once he’d been taught a lesson, Yan Xiuyuan would dare not do it again. Besides, someone else would clean up the mess. Pei Lang wasn’t afraid. After all, he didn’t cause trouble on purpose—Yan Xiuyuan had brought it all upon himself.

The reason Yan Han felt upset after realizing that Yan Xiuyuan wanted to kill him to his face was entirely because he still had ties to the Yan family. If it weren’t for his father still being alive, Yan Han could easily have cut ties with them, given the things his older brother and nephew had done to him.

He wasn’t like Pei Lang. Pei Lang was an outsider and the original owner’s family was a burden to him. Cutting ties would bring him peace and quiet.

However, the words Pei Lang said did indeed comfort Yan Han. “I’ve already taught him a lesson. He’ll be staying in the hospital for a few more days.”

“He’s just taking advantage of your leg disability. Once I fix your legs, let’s find an opportunity to team up and teach him a lesson. Let’s see if he dares to be so arrogant in the future.” To comfort Yan Han, Pei Lang said a little more.

Anyway, Yan Xiuyuan deserved it. This kind of thing might really happen.

“You really want me to stand up?” After asking that question, Yan Han felt anxious. He was afraid Pei Lang’s answer would be yes. In his mind, his legs had almost no hope. Pei Lang had mentioned several times that his legs could be cured—did that mean he preferred people with healthy bodies?

If so, then it would be a long road to winning Pei Lang’s heart. Just because of his leg disability, he would have to put in more effort than others, and in the end, Pei Lang might not even be able to like him.

The comfort he had just received sank again. Yan Han suddenly felt it was too easy on Yan Xiuyuan. He should snap his tendons so that Yan Xiuyuan could experience his own pain.

Pei Lang: “It’s not my wish, it’s your wish.”

That soul-piercing response made Yan Han’s hand, which was holding the phone, tremble. After a long pause, he gently smiled. “It’s getting late. Rest, you have a shoot tomorrow.”

“Then you should rest early too. Good night.”

“Good night.”

After this phone call, both of them fell asleep contentedly. Pei Lang, who mostly had action scenes, was exhausted from the whole day of filming and fell asleep as soon as he lay down. That night, Pei Lang dreamt that he grew fox ears and a tail. Yan Han became the most skilled hunter in the mountains and took him home to touch, cuddle, and kiss him. He touched his sensitive ears and tail and did some naughty things after unbuttoning his thin clothes.

From struggling to enjoyment, Pei Lang quickly compromised and even responded. Yan Han’s actions were too forceful. Pei Lang couldn’t bear it, crying and moaning.

The next morning, when he woke up, Pei Lang lifted the blanket and stared at the soiled underwear in a daze. A tear hung from the corner of his eye, his cheeks were flushed, and he looked as though his spirit had been devastated.

This was probably the consequence of his avoidance—he had just said he didn’t like the person and then turned around to have a spring dream.

It took a long time for him to calm down. He secretly wrapped up the underwear and tossed it in the trash, took a shower, changed clothes, and then met up with Lu Lu. When shooting the scene, he had to get into character after a long buildup. Fortunately, he didn’t delay the work, and Director Jin just thought he hadn’t rested well, not criticizing him.

Yan Han was quick in his actions. The hot search for Yan Xiuyuan and Pei Ziqing was arranged.

First, the news of their overseas trip was leaked, but only their backs were captured in the photo. It was clear from their figures that it was them. The comments below were full of blessings. Yan Han even bought some online commenters. The comments mostly expressed that they were a perfect match. They said that if either one of them married someone else, they would never believe in love again.

There were also many touching stories about what they had done for each other. Whether true or not, some people believed it, and they were convinced that the two were deeply in love with each other.

A few unwise people tried to drag Pei Lang into it, contrasting him with the so-called unbreakable love of the couple. Less than half a minute after the post went up, the comment section was swallowed up. Everyone understood that someone behind Pei Lang had taken action. They were afraid of getting their accounts banned, so they dared not continue.

In the hospital, Pei Ziqing and Yan Xiuyuan were both looking at the hot search on their phones, tacitly approving. Yan Xiuyuan didn’t dare oppose Yan Han, while Pei Ziqing was one of the key players in this plan. Many public opinions needed his involvement to stir things up.

Within a week, there was a hot search every day and Pei Ziqing gained a lot of followers. His fans danced with joy, promoting Pei Ziqing’s virtues. They claimed that, if it weren’t for his humble origins, he wouldn’t have won Yan Xiuyuan’s favor. No one thought that Pei Ziqing was climbing high.

Not only that, but the actors who had worked with Pei Ziqing came forward to express their well-wishes and praised him. They even revealed many touching things Pei Ziqing had done for Yan Xiuyuan, some of which Pei Ziqing himself didn’t know about. It was clear that those actors had been bought off.

A few days later, Yan Xiuyuan’s facial injuries had improved a little. Pei Ziqing took a selfie, showing half of his face, and posted a status: “The rest of my life is all yours.”

The simple confession drove the fans crazy, with a flurry of comments urging them to get married, as it was hard to imagine this couple ending without marriage. They had already publicly announced their relationship, and it was rumored that they were even engaged. Now, they just needed a wedding, so the marriage pressure seemed reasonable.

Yan Xiuyuan had been in a bad mood these days. What he hadn’t expected was that Pei Ziqing, in order to marry him, had chosen to collaborate with Pei Lang. But since his uncle had spoken, he had no choice but to marry him.

He knew very well that Pei Ziqing’s social media post was part of the plan. Although he knew it was all premeditated, he was powerless to stop it and had to accept it. To avoid looking foolish, he had to pretend not to know, watching Pei Ziqing act in front of him, feeling incredibly frustrated.

How had he never realized before that Pei Ziqing loved to act so much? It was one thing to act in the drama, but now he was acting in real life too.

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